MISS BAKER

« PFM » was probably jealous that "Banco" was releasing pretty bad albums in the eighties, so they decided to produce some real bad ones as well. I haven' t heard their previous "PFM? PFM! (nobody's perfect), but after reading the reviews I guess that it is comparable with this one : awful.

The first song "Prima Che Venga La Sera" is a brilliant indicator : some "Saturday Night Fever" in Italian. A bad experience, believe me. "Un Amore Vero" is crooner soft jazzy compositions. A sub, sub, sub par "Me & Mrs. Jones" (but this one was a jewel of a song). This one is a mellow and stinky one.

Disgusting disco beat again for "Finta Lettera D'addio Di Una Rock Star Per Farsi Propaganda". For over six minutes. This is quite a difficult and daunting task to listen to this one in its entirety. But I swear. I did it. How is this possible to go that low??? But we all know it is. Remember the greatest ones.

One has the illusion of a good song while listening to the opening section of "Josephine Baker" but this feeling only lasts for about eighty seconds. The jazzy / bossa nova beat is not really what one could have expected from "PFM".

"Tempo Tempo" is the worst of all (but the race for this title is really tight). A nightmare for almost five minutes. French chorus for the next "La Chanson D'un Aviateur". This won't change anything on the matter. Poor, would you believe?

The only half bearable track is the instrumental and closing "Colazione A Disneyland". But what a title!!! The end of this masquerade.

One good news! The album only lasts for thirty-six minutes.

Second good news. You only have to press "next" six times to skip all these numbers.

But what's the purpose of this album would you ask me then? Well, the answer is quite simple : no purpose AT ALL. Avoid it like the plague. One star of course : totally irrelevant in any prog / rock / music collection. Boredom, boredom.

The most difficult time now starts. It 2 AM in Belgium and I have to try and sleep after this one. Gosh!